On that night so many years ago
yet never forgotten
upon my lap sat my former teacher
instead of English
that night she taught me just how
to please a woman
between the sheets of her own bed
with the twin ovals
of her cute and oh so tight little ass
cupped oh so firmly
within the palms of both of my hands
to my feet did I climb
out of my former teachers kitchenette
into the sanctuary
of the jungle bunnies hidden boudoir
the spider to her web
did I but her latest prey gently carried
laid the naked bunny
down upon the altar of her illicit lust
now helplessly trapped
within the sticky threads of her love
she spun her web
about my soul even as I drank my fill
of the hot chocolate
that was her love between her thighs
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
On a Night Not Forgotten...Part III
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